Summary

"Dude is still staring at you," Brian grunted putting his elbows against the bar with his Corona dangling from one hand.

Dom looked over again and studied the other man; he didn't think Brian's assessment was quite correct. The man had those love struck eyes, and Dom didn’t think it was for him. He pushed off the bar and moved over closer to Letty to check out his theory. "It's not me he's staring at Brian," Dom told him witnessing the proof by the way the man's eyes traveled up and down Brian's frame now that Dom wasn't in the way.

"Because I'm nothing fucking like you!" Brian screamed out shocking everyone. "When you told me about your dad, about the sadness, the pain, the rage, the guilt you felt watching him die, I knew then I could never be apart of your family."